Far From The Madding Crowd (fiscle part-4)

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Far From The Madding Crowd (fiscle part-4)
When Farmer Oak Smiled, The Corners Of His Mouth Spread Till They
Were Within An Unimportant Distance Of His Ears, His Eyes Were
Reduced to Chinks, And Diverging Wrinkles Appeared round Them,
Extending Upon His Countenance Like The Rays In a Rudimentary Sketch
Of The Rising Sun.

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  • Ages 18 and up
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  • Publication Date: 06-05-2014
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